Why does the boss always want to talk to me about life?

Xueqiu pressed the weight of her whole body on Ye Hanxi's arm, thereby standing up from the bed, her two little arms like lotus root joints kept hooking the photo frame in Ye Hanxi's hand.Seeing this, Ye Hanxi simply raised the photo a little higher, turned her face and kissed Fang Jingshu's cheek heavily in the photo, and when she turned her head to look at Xueqiu, she found that the little guy was completely dazed, and that little guy was eating up more than her. The little guy's sweet tooth is even more serious, as if the sky is about to fall.

Ye Hanxi leaned over and kissed the little guy's milk-scented cheek, it was fragrant, soft and elastic.

Xueqiu swung her small hand and grabbed her face. If Ye Hanxi hadn't dodged quickly, maybe there would be two more scratches on her face.

Xueqiu sat down on the bed, yawned, and kicked Ye Hanxi non-stop, trying to kick her away from his bed, with a feeling of being out of sight and out of mind.

Ye Hanxi saw that the little guy was exerting so much force that his face was flushed red, so he simply stood up and stood on the edge of the bed watching the little guy rolling around, his plump buttocks were poking out, and the scent of milk on his body was still on the tip of his nose Lingering, she was very satisfied with being able to kiss the little guy just now.

This is a further concrete manifestation of revolutionary friendship.

When Fang Jingshu came back with a lot of things, she saw Ye Hanxi with one foot stuck in the doorway, and there was only a gap in the doorway, and a little guy behind the door was pushing his little butt against the door, one by one. The top, it took a long time, the door just can't be closed.

"Hanxi, what are you playing?"

"hide and seek."

Ye Hanxi lied without changing her face. She had a serious face. She didn't know which link went wrong. The little guy just crawled off the bed and searched the whole room. Then he pushed her and drove her out of the room. door.She was worried that if the little guy accidentally locked the door, she would be in trouble if she couldn't get out.

Fang Jingshu put all the things she bought into the kitchen first, and threw some into the refrigerator. The refrigerator was quickly filled to one-third full. While putting it away, she shouted, "Snowball, come out for breakfast .”

As soon as Xueqiu heard her mother's voice, she didn't need to bang on the door with her butt. She quickly opened the door and ran to Fang Jingshu's side with small steps. She hugged her leg with both hands and hung on her like a koala. body.

Ye Hanxi wanted to hug her, but the angry little Xueqiu snapped her hand away.

Fang Jingshu looked at the big and the small, what did it look like before, but now it's a mess?Why does it feel like a child running a house wine? She inexplicably feels that the big and the small are in harmony. A 20-year-old like Ye Hanxi should be more energetic, instead of being lifeless like an old man all day long Cheng Cheng.

"Snowball, you can't hit people casually, you understand?"

"Get angry." Ye Hanxi tried to defend her.

After Fang Jingshu finished the work at hand, she picked up the little Xueqiu and took a look. The little guy's eyelids were still drooping, and he kept rubbing his eyes. The eyeballs were red from her rubbing. She quickly grabbed Xueqiu "Snowball, drink some milk first, sleep well at home today, mom won't disturb you, okay?"

"It's too late to make breakfast today, Hanxi, I bought some random meals below, and you come over to eat too."

"Ah."

Ye Hanxi was not polite at all, she digested some just now, and empty her stomach just to eat some more of the 'love' breakfast prepared by Fang Jingshu.

When Zhao Xiaohua delivered the materials, she saw her boss sitting at the dining table in a serious manner, just like little Xueqiu friends, each holding a piece of mille-feuille cake in one hand, the postures of the big and the small snacks were the same, hey, she stared at it After a while, I felt more and more that this little Xueqiu was a small sample of their boss?

She immediately took out her mobile phone wittily, and unconsciously captured the two people who were competing with each other at the dining table in the camera.

"Xiao Hua, you probably haven't had breakfast yet."

"No, no, I've eaten it." And I ate it in the boss's villa.

Zhao Xiaohua stared at the boss with wide eyes, but the other party didn't accept her doubts at all, and looked at Xiao Xueqiu while eating gracefully.

Little Xueqiu looked dissatisfied at this person who appeared on her table, and was eating her mille-feuille cake, so she tried very hard while eating.However, under the influence of Ye Hanxi, her movements gradually began to imitate the other party.

In Zhao Xiaohua's eyes, this little girl looks more like her boss.

"Xiaohua." Ye Hanxi gestured.

"Ah, yes, boss, I brought all the materials you asked for. Today you are wronged to work here at Jingshu." She quickly put a lot of materials on the coffee table, making sure that there are no water stains on the coffee table, and then Shouting to Fang Jingshu who was folding dishes in the kitchen, "Jingshu, the boss will leave it to you today. I still have something to do in the company, so I'll leave first."

"Come over for dinner later."

"I don't need it." Zhao Xiaohua still knows how much she has, not to mention that a small light bulb like a small snowball is enough here. With her big kilowatt light bulb, the boss will definitely kill her with his eyes.

At that time, if you can't eat, it will not feel good at all.

After eating, Ye Hanxi concentrated on her work and sat in the special place for Xiao Xueqiu to draw on weekdays.The little guy also hurriedly took the unfinished mille-feuille cake, picked up the drawing book from the school bag, put it on the table, pushed all Ye Hanxi's office materials aside, and used his little butt to tease Ye Hanxi.

Ye Hanxi was reading the material well when she was interrupted.When he raised his head, he found that the little guy was staring at him seriously, as if he was accusing her of some behavior. His appearance was very solemn, as if he was facing a contract signing of hundreds of millions.

She simply scooped up the little guy, put it on her overlapping long legs, wrapped one hand around the little guy's waist, and continued to read the documents with the other hand.

Xueqiu couldn't hook the coffee table, neither lay down nor stood up, couldn't get up and down, it was very uncomfortable.The little butt twisted and twisted on Ye Hanxi's thigh without stopping for a moment, and the crumbs of the mille-feuille cake she ate also covered Ye Hanxi all over.

Ye Hanxi took a serious look at the cakes on her body that had been wiped away by the snowball, pressed her fingers lightly on the bridge of her nose, and put the little guy back on the sofa again, getting out of the way of the throne.

Xueqiu regained his throne, the corners of his eyes slightly raised, and after eating the pastry, he pulled Ye Hanxi's suit with his sticky little hand.

Ye Hanxi's gaze shifted from the contract to Xueqiu's little hand calmly. The back of the little guy's hand was still bruised and purple, but the palm of his hand was wet. It was all the saliva that accidentally got on the pastry when he ate it, and there was still some residue on the pastry. The residue that came down was all glued to his clothes.

Xueqiu secretly thought that he had done a great event without anyone noticing, then picked up his drawing book, and started to draw lines like ghosts. The lines were very messy, and the more he drew, the more he drew.

Ye Hanxi looked at the obvious water stains on her suit, and the veins on her forehead swam happily.

"Snow--"

Fang Jingshu originally wanted to see if Xueqiu had finished her breakfast, but the little guy had already sat comfortably in her seat and started her drawing.Ye Hanxi at the side raised her eyelids and made a shush gesture at her.

Fang Jingshu nodded knowingly, leaning against the kitchen door and watching them sitting together quietly, one seriously reading the contract, the other seriously painting, the inexplicable feeling from before came back to her mind.

"Scent?" Ye Hanxi has a sharp nose, she sniffed and reminded, "Kitchen."

Fang Jing was stunned, and immediately rushed back to the kitchen, opened the soup she had stewed, and a more intense aroma wafted out from the kitchen, "Oh, my soup."

After half an hour of painting, Xueqiu began to rub her eyes. She was sitting on the sofa, her legs were about to stick up on the coffee table, but unfortunately her legs were too short to reach them.The whole person was hanging on the sofa, seeing this, Ye Hanxi simply put down the work at hand and hugged the little guy into her arms.

At the beginning, Xueqiu struggled a few times, her little butt was grinding and grinding restlessly, she was probably really sleepy, after grinding for a while, she couldn't move anymore, and soon fell asleep in the rhythm of Ye Hanxi's shaking. past.

Ye Hanxi coaxed him for half an hour, and the little guy started snoring, obviously very tired.

She hugged it in her hands for a while, and felt a little pressure on her hand before she carried the little guy on the bed, put a small towel on the little guy's stomach, and then went back to the sofa, she picked up the snow Looking through Qiu's drawing book, besides the lines, there is also a hut. There are people inside and outside, and the people inside are relatively small. You can tell at a glance that Xiao Xueqiu is drawing herself.

The person outside the house is big, there are small flowers, and a huge sun.

Ye Hanxi touched the huge sun with her fingers, and then found all of Xiao Xueqiu's drawing books. Except for the one that was torn up in the kindergarten, each of Xueqiu's drawing books contained pictures There are many things, and the scenery of each picture is different, but one thing remains unchanged, that is, the sun hanging high in the sky.

Every picture has it on it, except for the little guy who didn't have time to add it to the picture book he drew today.

Ye Hanxi sat on the sofa in a daze, and for a moment seemed to go back in time.

"The darker the place, the more light there is, so that you can see more and more beautiful scenery. It doesn't matter if you are trapped for a while. Light represents hope. One day you can come out of it, so I give You add a little sun to this painting."

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